Plan. Yes. Good Idea. I Should Come

I’ve Heard It Said: ‘by His Home You Shall Know Him’; And We All Know That We Must Pay Attention To Anyone Who Reverses The Subject And Auxiliary Verb In His Sentence.

When I Say That Life Is Like An Onion, I Mean This: If You Don't Do Anything With It, It Goes Rotten. So Far, That's No Different From Other Vegetables. But When An Onion Goes Bad, It Can Either Do It From The Inside, Or The Outside. So Sometimes You See One That Looks Good, But The Core Is Rotten. Other Times, You Can See A Bad Spot On It, But If You Cut That Out, The Rest Is Fine. Tastes Sharp, But That's What You Paid For, Isn't It?

There Was A Sergeant At A Desk. I Knew He Was A Sergeant Because I Recognized The Marks On His Uniform, And I Knew It Was A Desk Because It's Always A Desk. There's Always Someone At A Desk, Except When It's A Table That Functions As A Desk. You Sit Behind A Desk, And Everyone Knows You're Supposed To Be There, And That You're Doing Something That Involves Your Brain. It's An Odd, Special Kind Of Importance. I Think Everyone Should Get A Desk; You Can Sit Behind It When You Feel Like You Don't Matter.

To Seek Understanding Before Taking Action, Yet To Trust My Instincts When Action Is Called For. Never To Avoid Danger From Fear, Never To Seek Out Danger For Its Own Sake. Never To Conform To Fashion From Fear Of Eccentricity, Never To Be Eccentric From Fear Of Conformity.

Do You Think It's Possible To Discuss Politics Without Preaching?